Seeing their astonished expressions laced with disbelief, an orc from the Watson Tribe chuckled, proudly sticking out his hips for a moment: "Don't doubt us, our tribe's cured meat is only traded with the Monte Tribe, because it's quite difficult to make."
Before the trade fair started, the Shaman said to us, let's cut the cured Humming Beasts into these small strips. Any tribe that wishes can trade for some to take back and try, to see if it can last until the cold season."
No sooner had the orc finished speaking than two orcs from the Aquatic Tribe squeezed to the front of the stall, salivating at the sight of the cured meat strips on display: "We're from the Swordfish Tribe. May I ask how many pearls it takes to trade for this cured meat?"
The orc from the Watson Tribe held up a finger, his face wearing an enthusiastic smile: "Just one pearl for a trade, that's a special discount. It won't be this cheap if you want to trade for it later."
